As I woke up this morning and performed my daily routine (brush my teeth, listen to "O Fortuna" while taking a shower, spend about about 10 minutes look at pictures of me and a certain cheerleader), I decided to do something a bit different.  I was feeling extra fatty, so instead of going on my normal run to Noah's Bagels and then grabbing an EggMitt Sandwich, I decided to go to another destination. 

Krispy Kreme. 

Yes, Krispy Kreme - they're hard to find these days seeing as though many of them are going out of business.  It was a sad day when they closed down the nearest one to me - I lost my prime date spot.  It was a perfect set up - I could take my first dates out to McDonald's and then serenade them at the local park while we listened to KCi & JoJo and finally end up at Krispy Kreme to watch the beautiful, fluffy donuts get glazed on the conveyor belt. 

Man, the memories.

Hmmm...maybe I just figured out why I was so chubby in high school. 

Anyway, on my adventure to KK...guess who I ran into?

J-to the UMP!

GREATEST.

MORNING.

OF.

MY.

LIFE.